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@unpredictablemikaelson
Thin eyebrows raise into her forehead at his words. “Well, I’d’ve thought you had a little more respect for her feelings than… that.” Her hand motions to the dead body with the last word. “I don’t know why I thought that, since I was so blatantly wrong.”
“You’re kidding, right? You’re using her to make me feel bad about my actions. None of this has anything to concern, Hazel. I am a vampire, it’s what we do.” He gave her a look before pacing slightly.
“Hey, hey,” Genevieve threw her hands up in the air, “I wasn’t judging. Just stating what I saw,” she pursed her lips together, her eyes narrowing at him as he knelt back against the tree. “You got a little something on–well, all of the shirt,” she gestured using her pointer finger, “First feed in a while?”
Kol sighed, looking down at his shirt. “This was a good shirt too.” He shook his head. “Something like that.” He looked up to her. “I’ve had a couple of bites but not nearly as much as I used to have and now...”
It’d been a feeble attempt to try and clear her mind. She still didn’t know where Luke was or who he was with, and it’d been driving her crazy. The words of her ex-husband had been bothering her more than ever, that she’d forgotten who she was and that all of it was some kind of selfish act for her when all she had ever wanted was to protect her children, even if that meant they were better off without being around her. She needed the fresh air to think, away from Klaus and Erik and everyone else in that house.
Running into the other Mikaelson hadn’t really been on her radar, but she was already sure that the universe had spun its wheel against her. A quiet sigh escapes her lips when she looks at the mess of a dead girl, eyeing her still warm body for a moment before her gaze moves up to look at Kol. “I sure hope that Hazel doesn’t know about… this.”
Kol licked his lips as he heard Amy’s voice. Fantastic. Just what he needed right now. “No and she won’t find out about this.” He looked to her. There wasn’t much regret in his voice - even when Hazel was mentioned. He saw this as serving a basic need... like he had for centuries before this.
Genevieve observed the Original from a few yards away, her face peeking out fro the side of a tree. It wasn’t even necessary to hide, though, it seemed, as Kol looked like he was so deep in his own world that he wouldn’t notice her if she was standing right next to him. A little smirk curled on her lips out of amusement, watching the body drop to the floor. Vampires always seemed to make such a damn mess. She almost rolled her eyes at that thought before stepping out from the tree, watching him take in his own mess.
“Yikes, Kol,” Genevieve pursed her lips together, “I think we all saw that one coming, but still, how tragic.”
Hearing the voice, he looked up from the body and shrugged. “I was starving, Genevieve. Get off my back.” He murmured, turning around and wiping his mouth of any blood - though the shirt he was wearing was clear evidence of what he had done. He walked to the nearest tree and turned back, leaning against to glance back to her.
She took the items back from him and pocketed them with a smile. “No problem.” She replied, and then followed him to sit on the bench. “Yeah, everything’s still kinda messed up from the storm.” She told him, before taking a drag of the cigarette and exhaling. “The whole basement level was flooded, so we lost a load of medical supplies.”
Kol listened to her, nodding to acknowledge he was in fact listening. Her gaze moved down to the cigarette in his hand. “Sounds like shit.” He commented.
“Yeah.” She said with a sigh and ran her free hand through her hair. “I am.” She then lifted the packet to him. “By all means, sometimes the only thing to do is take a moment to smoke.” She said with a small smile, and offered him the lighter as well.
Kol took the packet and took out the cigarette. He gave her a small smile as she handed him the lighter - trading it for the packet. Lighting his cigarette in his mouth, he handed the lighter back and exhaled his puff of smoke. “Thank you, Darling.” He gave a nod of acknowledgement, moving to the bench nearby and sat down. “Is it the hospital work for you?”
Phoebe nodded at the guy she recognised from a while ago. “Yeah. Hi.” She said, and then took another drag of her cigarette. She didn’t mean to be a bit snappy, but she was having a rough time and human interaction wasn’t at the top of her list of things to do right now. “Sorry. It’s Kol, right? Or something like that?”
“You seem to be having a rough day.” He excused her snappy attitude with this reasoning by saying it out loud. “It is Kol, yes.” Kol nodded, trying to be polite. “Mind if I have one of those?” He pointed to the cigarettes,
Kol had been very controlled for the first time in his vampire life for a long time. Since he had began dating Hazel, he knew he shouldn’t drink that much human blood - not until necessary. But he was starving. So god damn thirsty for both the kill and the sweet sensation when the final drops go against the lips. One kill couldn’t hurt.
It didn’t take long for Kol to find a victim. A drunk female at the bar. Easy pickings with his devilish good looks. His charm easily turned on to seduce the female. It would be no fun to compel such a female. He enjoyed the thrill of the chase. Convincing her, he had offered to walk her home but when they rested the woods, he stopped. “Darling, I must confess...” His accent playing around each syllable. “I don’t really care to take you home and have meaningless sex like you seem to think.” His hands snaked around her waist to hold her steady. Leaning in close to her ear, he gently whispered. “I’m here to kill you.”
He quickly spun her around so her back was against him and pulling her back in to the woods. He let her go and allowed her to run but the thought of her blood was too tempting to waste for long. With ease, he appeared in front of her and bit in to her neck. Feeling her body grow weaker and weaker as the taste grew sweeter and sweeter. It was almost euphoric. Finally, he dropped the body and looked at the mess.
Phoebe had been having so much trouble with everything after the storm, especially seeing as her car was still at the mechanics. So obviously it could only be her luck that she was walking home with her groceries, the bag tore and everything came falling out. She wasn’t even surprised. She just put down the other bag, pulled out a cigarette, lit it and took a long drag. She could pick up her bruised apples later.
Kol had been listening to some music on his ipod. He was still grasping the concept on music in this new world - despite how long he had been undaggered now. It was still fascinating. As he was contemplating this factor, he noticed the girl in front of him pull out a cigarette and noticed the bag of groceries torn on the floor. He stopped an apple that was rolling to him and picked it up to walk over to her. “Hello again. Phoebe, was it?”
“A dream shouldn’t be measured by its size or scope, nor by the age or the experience of the dreamer, but rather by the passion, integrity and commitment of that dreamer to follow his or her heart.”
Hazel kissed Kol back, before pulling away. “You’re right, we should go inside.” She smiled, holding her hand pulling him inside with her.
Kol walked inside with her, smiling as she pulled him. It was always fun to see her in control. He liked it.
“Right, our thing is me calling you an ass.” She says nudging his shoulder. “I swear noww I think you’re just being pessimistic to piss me off.”
“Yes and me pissing you off to all meanings of the word.”
“You should be. I had high expectations for you, Kol Mikaelson.”
“And now I am being full named? Ouch.”
“Just some business to take care of. It’s of no concern now.”
“Sounds like it. Welcome back to the mad house as they seem to say nowadays.”
